There is attention to detail everywhere I look – did someone say architecture?

Cappuccinos are made perfectly. Not too much milk, and perfectly frothed with the ideal amount of cinnamon.

There are streets so narrow, I can touch either side with my fingertips.

The eggs are big, and when cracked they reveal perfect, orange yolks. A deep, rich orange I have never seen in an egg.

When you order a drink, they let you mix it yourself. (A gin and tonic: your server brings out the bottle and glass, pours the gin in front of you until you give him the nod. Then sets a frosty bottle of tonic water next to it and walks away. The tonic looks like it’s from the 1930s.)

From 2pm-5pm, it’s standard nap time – everywhere.

I can eat 5 churros con chocolate, and still have room for ice cream and coffee…somehow.